Enter Faustus and Gretchen, lovingly. Gretchen, seeing Agatha, advances to speak to her. Agatha turns about, and exit quickly with Friedrich.
Gret. Oh, Faustus, didst thou see? She turned from me!
Faus. Nay, nay, she saw thee not.
Gret.She saw me well!
They shun me, one and all. Where’er I go,
My loved companions look at me askance,
And then, with sidelong looks and pitying words,
They whisper to each other of my shame!
Faus. Nay, calm thy fears. They do not speak of thee.
Gret. Oh, Faustus, Faustus,